4/14/2014

weekly update 4/14/2014

Monday started out dry, but it turned to rain in the afternoon. Tuesday started out rainy, but the sun came out in the afternoon. Springtime in Savannah.

Monday was also book club meeting. We had read Defending Jacob by William Landay, a sort of murder mystery that I found interesting. Like many others in my group, I almost never read crime drama books, but this everyone seemed to find this to be a good book.

And Tuesday, there was a meeting at the Clubhouse to brainstorm a few ideas for the pool (which will be opening next week after the repair work is finished. hooray!) and other ideas that might enhance living here in Mercer Point. I like everyone else, have my own agenda - what I want to see here and what I don't. There isn't going to be a meeting of the minds, but that's what being part of living in a community is about.

Wednesday, a tour was scheduled for BC. It originally was scheduled for 3 pm, which would have given me time to attend the second in the WWI series of lectures I'd signed up for. The tour group was ahead of schedule, however, and I had to meet at the cemetery at 1:30, and I missed the biographical sketch of Gavrilo Princip, the assassin who killed Franz Joesph & Sophie. The tour group was made up of seniors. We split the group into those who could walk without trouble, and those who would need to go slower (or were using a waler or had oxygen attached to them). A few wouldn't even try, and just waited on the bus. I had the slower group, and it was tough. There are a few places to sit, and I talked about some of the interesting people who are buried here while we rested at the Colonial Garden part of the cemetery. I skipped some interesting plots, and focused on Little Gracie and Johnny Mercer. I hope I did ok.

Thursday, I was just going to stay in and read the next book I picked up off my bookshelves. But I needed to go out and get a few things. The HOA meeting on Tuesday reminded me that I had wanted to buy an azalea plant for in front of my building, and maybe a few little annuals, too. I went to the Home Depot not far from my place and got a lovely pink azalea and some bright yellow marigolds that I think can stand the full sun. Since I never garden, I have no tools, and that made it impossible for me to dig a hole for the azalea. I did put the marigolds in because I could use a tablespoon to make a place big enough for the little plants. Anthony was going to loan me a shovel, but I don't think he had time on Thursday. Friday, while I was at DH, Bob & Suzy got busy and planted the shrub, so now we have a little color out front. Thanks, guys!

my little flowers adding some color to the entrance at Building 5

 

If Wednesday was Senior Day at the BC, Friday was Family Day at DH. In a mid-afternoon tour, a family of about 10 kids joined my group. I always get nervous when kids are there because my tours generally are a lot of history that most youngsters find boring (adults, too, probably, but they have ELECTED to be there; kids have to go where their parents tell them to). But this group was amazing. The kids didn't touch anything, they listened to me, they didn't make it difficult for the others on the tour. In fact, at the end, when I wrap by thanking everyone for coming and wishing them all a fun visit in the rest of Savannah, I complemented the adults in this group on the behavior of the children. They really were good. After that, I went to 17 Hundred 90 for a drink with Donna. She's going to be going to Maine next week, so this will be our last chance to sit in that bar and have a Friday night martini for a while.

Saturday afternoon, as I was doing a little kitchen work - very little - Donna stopped over. We took a bottle of wine and some crackers, gathered up Suzy, and went to sit on Donna's wonderful porch and watch the sunset and visit. It was very relaxing and WONDERFUL. It's been a tough week for me, and this was just what I'd needed.

Sunday evening, I had invited Donna, Dave & Lisa for dinner. I wasn't sure if Lisa & Dave would feel like it, but they came over anyway. When I've gone to dinner at their house, it's always gourmet - wonderful homemade soup or fresh root vegies - but I'm very old and I cook the way I've always cooked. That meant chicken casserole and lots of warm bread. But I think this week has showed us it's not what we have on the plates in front of us, but who's around the table, that's important. Thank you.

Wait! Colin!  Don't walk away from us so soon.  It's not time!